Chybeibe:
Abeg o, I no fit shout.

tydi:


Then "hush" barbie.
How ur sunday there go?
This rain there fall reach yur end so?

Hiccups:


Dear OP,

You don't have to bring God and deliverance into this, low self esteem is neither a sin nor demonic. I want to believe getting involved in church activities helped you acquired more skills that may have augmented your previous self esteem. Within this context, the church was nothing more than a platform to boost your confidence. Any standard working environment can equally do same. God is not into delivering people from low self esteem, because God has place in everyone all he/she needs. Low self esteem is at best self inflicted either from inability to discover ourselves or similar reasons.

adepeter2027:
Make I book this plot

Modified: senseless write-up

Sanctecosma:

The sense in the post can be seen only by those who have sense and perception... I doubt if you do!

Hiccups:


Dear OP,

You don't have to bring God and deliverance into this, low self esteem is neither a sin nor demonic. I want to believe getting involved in church activities helped you acquired more skills that may have augmented your previous self esteem. Within this context, the church was nothing more than a platform to boost your confidence. Any standard working environment can equally do same. God is not into delivering people from low self esteem, because God has place in everyone all he/she needs. Low self esteem is at best self inflicted either from inability to discover ourselves or similar reasons.

Boxer007:



Nothing wrong being gay. Grow up

ddjay:
Uc y d education then (80s/90s) was good and infact,better.we were made equal irrespective of how rich your background is.we used to wear thesame school uniform, compound wear and all were of thesame style.girls dont plate dia hair (all low cut).we wore sandals for classes and slippers for compound wear. Also ate thesame food.then when we got into the university, we treated each other with respect, infact, those that had respect (what u call high class)were those on first class and 2.1, not those just having cars and staying off campus.

tydi:


Everything about it is wrong my brother,better accept JESUS CHRIST as ur lord and personal saviour.
May the peace of the Lord be with u.

anthonydunamis:
When I was in secondary school, we had a way of classifying ourselves. Some of us were seen as 'Behind'- those who could afford Timberland boots, wear the coolest Nikes, looked cute or drove a car to school. Then we had the average guys- students from middle-class families who did some 'Behind' things but were not that cool. Third, we had the 'razz' category- those who had no swag, no single drop of coolness, no expensive wears, no automobiles, no slick lines for the girls.

I dare say I belonged to the last category for most of my six years in secondary school. I came from a low middle-class family and my parents (like heroes that they are) had to strain to pay the exorbitant school fees. I could not afford to buy new wears for school parties and the like, so I sometimes borrowed from my best friend back then. Thank you, Temitayo Taiwo

I was often the butt of jokes and mockery, as I had my face plastered with pimples and I was as black as a pot retrieved from the pit of hell. In issues of dating and 'hustling', I was as naive as they come. No girl was interested...and I don't blame them. I wouldn't have dated myself if I were those girls.

My inability to 'blend' with the popular crowd was frustrating and my self-esteem was at its lowest ebb. I managed to cover it up well by focusing on my poetry and smiling through the jests. A classmate, Oluwabunmi Femi-Akande once told me, 'One thing I like about you is that no matter how much you are insulted, you keep smiling.' But it was all a fačade.

I believed that I was that person the popular crowd told me I was- not good enough. And that taunting voice followed me for years, controlling my priorities, my time, my money, my emotions, my potential and my relationships...until I met Jesus. I became born again!

As I got closer to Him, my confidence sky-rocketed. His Word revealed to me that I am made for an awesome purpose, and all the gifts and attributes I need to achieve that are in me already!

I am now a totally different person, in all ramifications. And that's Jesus at work.

Please listen to me, my friend. For too long, you have allowed the crowd to decide your opinion about yourself. Now, you subconsciously try to measure up to the standards they have set for you. That is not true life.

Your dressing, the way you spend money, the hard drugs and womanizing, the lies you tell about yourself, the sycophancy, living a fake life and borrowing to maintain that appearance...it has to stop NOW.

Think about it. Ask yourself 'What am I doing today that is not really who I am but I do it because I don't want to be an outcast to others?' It has to stop NOW.

Now is the time to outgrow that nonsense.

And if you are yet to know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, accept Him NOW. He will do wonders in you, for you and through you. I love you and God bless you!

samsam2019:
Ok. You claim to have a very dark skin in secondary school but now you're lightskinned.



Did your Jesus now bleach your skin no or wha?

anthonydunamis:
When I was in secondary school, we had a way of classifying ourselves. Some of us were seen as 'Behind'- those who could afford Timberland boots, wear the coolest Nikes, looked cute or drove a car to school. Then we had the average guys- students from middle-class families who did some 'Behind' things but were not that cool. Third, we had the 'razz' category- those who had no swag, no single drop of coolness, no expensive wears, no automobiles, no slick lines for the girls.

I dare say I belonged to the last category for most of my six years in secondary school. I came from a low middle-class family and my parents (like heroes that they are) had to strain to pay the exorbitant school fees. I could not afford to buy new wears for school parties and the like, so I sometimes borrowed from my best friend back then. Thank you, Temitayo Taiwo

I was often the butt of jokes and mockery, as I had my face plastered with pimples and I was as black as a pot retrieved from the pit of hell. In issues of dating and 'hustling', I was as naive as they come. No girl was interested...and I don't blame them. I wouldn't have dated myself if I were those girls.

My inability to 'blend' with the popular crowd was frustrating and my self-esteem was at its lowest ebb. I managed to cover it up well by focusing on my poetry and smiling through the jests. A classmate, Oluwabunmi Femi-Akande once told me, 'One thing I like about you is that no matter how much you are insulted, you keep smiling.' But it was all a fačade.

I believed that I was that person the popular crowd told me I was- not good enough. And that taunting voice followed me for years, controlling my priorities, my time, my money, my emotions, my potential and my relationships...until I met Jesus. I became born again!

As I got closer to Him, my confidence sky-rocketed. His Word revealed to me that I am made for an awesome purpose, and all the gifts and attributes I need to achieve that are in me already!

I am now a totally different person, in all ramifications. And that's Jesus at work.

Please listen to me, my friend. For too long, you have allowed the crowd to decide your opinion about yourself. Now, you subconsciously try to measure up to the standards they have set for you. That is not true life.

Your dressing, the way you spend money, the hard drugs and womanizing, the lies you tell about yourself, the sycophancy, living a fake life and borrowing to maintain that appearance...it has to stop NOW.

Think about it. Ask yourself 'What am I doing today that is not really who I am but I do it because I don't want to be an outcast to others?' It has to stop NOW.

Now is the time to outgrow that nonsense.

And if you are yet to know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, accept Him NOW. He will do wonders in you, for you and through you. I love you and God bless you!

TheEminentLaity:
oh right, then these same set of people become the repugnant monsters that molest female students and act like imbeciles because they are called lecturers. Look at the politicians and the civil servants Please, spare us that nonsense, the old generation have failed the country and are still rubbing it on our faces.

BruncleZuma:
This God nah wah



Taking time off of saving Earth from an alien invasion to give somebody self esteem...

anthonydunamis:
When I was in secondary school, we had a way of classifying ourselves. Some of us were seen as 'Behind'- those who could afford Timberland boots, wear the coolest Nikes, looked cute or drove a car to school. Then we had the average guys- students from middle-class families who did some 'Behind' things but were not that cool. Third, we had the 'razz' category- those who had no swag, no single drop of coolness, no expensive wears, no automobiles, no slick lines for the girls.

I dare say I belonged to the last category for most of my six years in secondary school. I came from a low middle-class family and my parents (like heroes that they are) had to strain to pay the exorbitant school fees. I could not afford to buy new wears for school parties and the like, so I sometimes borrowed from my best friend back then. Thank you, Temitayo Taiwo

I was often the butt of jokes and mockery, as I had my face plastered with pimples and I was as black as a pot retrieved from the pit of hell. In issues of dating and 'hustling', I was as naive as they come. No girl was interested...and I don't blame them. I wouldn't have dated myself if I were those girls.

My inability to 'blend' with the popular crowd was frustrating and my self-esteem was at its lowest ebb. I managed to cover it up well by focusing on my poetry and smiling through the jests. A classmate, Oluwabunmi Femi-Akande once told me, 'One thing I like about you is that no matter how much you are insulted, you keep smiling.' But it was all a fačade.

I believed that I was that person the popular crowd told me I was- not good enough. And that taunting voice followed me for years, controlling my priorities, my time, my money, my emotions, my potential and my relationships...until I met Jesus. I became born again!

As I got closer to Him, my confidence sky-rocketed. His Word revealed to me that I am made for an awesome purpose, and all the gifts and attributes I need to achieve that are in me already!

I am now a totally different person, in all ramifications. And that's Jesus at work.

Please listen to me, my friend. For too long, you have allowed the crowd to decide your opinion about yourself. Now, you subconsciously try to measure up to the standards they have set for you. That is not true life.

Your dressing, the way you spend money, the hard drugs and womanizing, the lies you tell about yourself, the sycophancy, living a fake life and borrowing to maintain that appearance...it has to stop NOW.

Think about it. Ask yourself 'What am I doing today that is not really who I am but I do it because I don't want to be an outcast to others?' It has to stop NOW.

Now is the time to outgrow that nonsense.

And if you are yet to know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, accept Him NOW. He will do wonders in you, for you and through you. I love you and God bless you!

sexy pimples

Xtaceeey:
Oga.

You just touched money, it's not a spiritual thing. U had low self esteem because u were broke. When u have arrived, pimples will even look sexy on you.

Leave God outta this please.

Next gist abeg.....!!!

XTLikeNat777:



Drop your contacts I will like to see you some day. You are the kind of guys I'm going to work with soon.

ddjay:

Mmm, and the younger generation are worse (that means)

anthonydunamis:
When I was in secondary school, we had a way of classifying ourselves. Some of us were seen as 'Behind'- those who could afford Timberland boots, wear the coolest Nikes, looked cute or drove a car to school. Then we had the average guys- students from middle-class families who did some 'Behind' things but were not that cool. Third, we had the 'razz' category- those who had no swag, no single drop of coolness, no expensive wears, no automobiles, no slick lines for the girls.

I dare say I belonged to the last category for most of my six years in secondary school. I came from a low middle-class family and my parents (like heroes that they are) had to strain to pay the exorbitant school fees. I could not afford to buy new wears for school parties and the like, so I sometimes borrowed from my best friend back then. Thank you, Temitayo Taiwo

I was often the butt of jokes and mockery, as I had my face plastered with pimples and I was as black as a pot retrieved from the pit of hell. In issues of dating and 'hustling', I was as naive as they come. No girl was interested...and I don't blame them. I wouldn't have dated myself if I were those girls.

My inability to 'blend' with the popular crowd was frustrating and my self-esteem was at its lowest ebb. I managed to cover it up well by focusing on my poetry and smiling through the jests. A classmate, Oluwabunmi Femi-Akande once told me, 'One thing I like about you is that no matter how much you are insulted, you keep smiling.' But it was all a fačade.

I believed that I was that person the popular crowd told me I was- not good enough. And that taunting voice followed me for years, controlling my priorities, my time, my money, my emotions, my potential and my relationships...until I met Jesus. I became born again!

As I got closer to Him, my confidence sky-rocketed. His Word revealed to me that I am made for an awesome purpose, and all the gifts and attributes I need to achieve that are in me already!

I am now a totally different person, in all ramifications. And that's Jesus at work.

Please listen to me, my friend. For too long, you have allowed the crowd to decide your opinion about yourself. Now, you subconsciously try to measure up to the standards they have set for you. That is not true life.

Your dressing, the way you spend money, the hard drugs and womanizing, the lies you tell about yourself, the sycophancy, living a fake life and borrowing to maintain that appearance...it has to stop NOW.

Think about it. Ask yourself 'What am I doing today that is not really who I am but I do it because I don't want to be an outcast to others?' It has to stop NOW.

Now is the time to outgrow that nonsense.

And if you are yet to know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, accept Him NOW. He will do wonders in you, for you and through you. I love you and God bless you!

PrecisionFx:




God didn't save u, u received sense at on point.

GindoX:




Hahahaha, Jésù! Doris I miss u. 07032650520

virus05:
I'm in that position now(low self esteem) which makes me get frustrated sometimes. Well I just gats manage my life like that. I'm sure as time goes on It'll change

gnykelly:


find money, your low self-esteem will vanish.